I got this pencil box when I was just a wee lass. This morning, I went to get a paper clip out of it and it finally gave up the ghost.
As I remember it (others might remember it better), it was a Christmas present. I have no idea why this, of all the things I have received over the years, has stayed with me so long--over more than 30 years and I don't even know how many moves.
You never know what will prove to be precious, do you?
I think it's time to honor it for its 30+ years of faithful service and say goodbye. What a great little box.
Update: Here's a close-up of the cover of the box. It's really quite lovely, isn't it?